I can't think of what to say right now, but I'll start somewhere and hope my words come out the right way.
I remember when I read the letter, I remember many days where talking to you was the highlight, May Day included. "now I find it ridiculous and stupid to believe in a stranger as much as I believe in myself" same thing for me, I could put all my trust in you yet I've never met you. Your emotions affect me strongly, when you have troubles, and especially this it
She's got a target painted on her back,
And keeps a list of the qualities a good girl lacks.
She bites her lip and tips her bottle,
I take a drink cause the truth is hard to swallow.
Oh, oh, oh
Sex and white lies,
Handcuffs and alibis,
She lays her halo on the pillow where she sleeps...
Her he